Heavy rain poured down the night, dazzling lightning lit up my narrow room. I, this lazy 19 year old girl, just lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a bored face. The lights went out, only the sound of thunder and the purring of my cat, Sweetie, under my feet kept me company.

This monotonous life is boring. I want to have a boyfriend, but I'm too lazy to look for one. After all, what's so interesting about the world out there?

Suddenly, lightning struck violently, blinding my eyes with red light. I jumped in surprise, looking out the window. The mango tree in the front yard was struck by lightning and caught fire. Amidst the charred rubble, I saw something strange - a large silver capsule.

Curiosity beats laziness. I took an umbrella and went out of the house, through the heavy rain towards the capsule. The light was dim, but I could see the details. The surface was smooth and shiny, with strange symbols engraved on it.

I don't know what it is, but I'm not afraid. With great difficulty, I lifted the capsule and carried it to my room. Curiosity prompted me to open it.

When I opened the capsule, white smoke billowed out, covering my room. When the smoke cleared, I saw a man lying in the capsule. His hair was black, and he did not wear a single thread.

I panicked. I tried to touch his cheek to make sure he was still alive, but he woke up. Her eyes were a beautiful hazel color, with a sharp and alluring gaze. He was very handsome, and there was a strange mark on his forehead - some kind of red flower petal.

He immediately took my hand and looked at me intensely. "Mama," he muttered. Those were the only words he said.

He stood up and was about to get out of the capsule, but I stopped him. I saw him naked, and without thinking, I hit him with the baseball bat that was in my room. He fell unconscious again.